EMILY'S POV
"I'm looking for Miss Anderson? Any Miss Emily Anderson?" The sound of a man's voice despite the commotion going on outside my office walls caught my attention.
Mason is the boss, he can show up whenever he wants, I don't have that much privilege and resumed work the next day. Thankfully, work hours have been shorter.
I peeped above my computer to see an average height man in a cap and note pad, normal pair of trousers and bland shirt, looking round. Jade didn't want to let him in.
"That's me! Come in." I called. What happened to the task support team? Normally, any random is not supposed to cross past the receptionist.
He was finally let in holding a package. The usual brown carton box, sealed, waiting to be opened. "You have a package from a Mr Su Li." My body froze.
